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Today I looked at myself in the mirror and I had mascara tears on my cheeks and I'm sick of looking that way.
I guess today is a bad day. Some good things happened though: I found my formal dress and it's so beautiful. I love it so much. Some bad things happened: Anthony really doesn't want to go to formal at all. He says he feels funny which I can understand but like do it for me yanno? It just bugs me. What ever.
Laura's birthday present to me passed on Monday and it was the best present I got, ever. I love her so much. I'll never forget how we danced like mad to the girls who were our idols when we were little on our barbie boomboxes and how we danced like mad two days ago to the same girls who turned into women in New York City by our selves, and this time it wasn't on our babrie boomboxes, it was up-close-and-personal. We're growing up and it's wierd I guess. I can remember like it was yesterday when me and Laura would walk a 30 feet infront of our parents on the way to the beach and think we were being rebelious and dangerous. Trouble was always our middle names no matter what we did. I think it started when we gave Taylor her first really bad wedgie and we got screamed at, it was the thrill I guess because after that getting our moms to scream at us could never be funnier. One time we broke into a house that was up for sale and jumped on all the beds, our moms screamed for days. The funniest was this one time our moms were taking forever to finish talking to their friends at these soccer fields. We were so hungry and wanted to eat. Being the little crazy devils we were, it wasn't an option to walk over to our moms and politely ask if we could leave soon. So we took the keys and drove around the parking lot with the music blasting. That got their attentions real fast because the next thing we knew they were both running towards the car and screaming. I was 14 and Laura was 15. They got us back by hanging our bra's out the windows as we drove home.
I just told all those stories to no one but I guess it's cool to write this stuff down sometimes. It makes me feel okay.
I guess today is a bad day. Some good things happened though: I found my formal dress and it's so beautiful. I love it so much. Some bad things happened: Anthony really doesn't want to go to formal at all. He says he feels funny which I can understand but like do it for me yanno? It just bugs me. What ever.
Laura's birthday present to me passed on Monday and it was the best present I got, ever. I love her so much. I'll never forget how we danced like mad to the girls who were our idols when we were little on our barbie boomboxes and how we danced like mad two days ago to the same girls who turned into women in New York City by our selves, and this time it wasn't on our babrie boomboxes, it was up-close-and-personal. We're growing up and it's wierd I guess. I can remember like it was yesterday when me and Laura would walk a 30 feet infront of our parents on the way to the beach and think we were being rebelious and dangerous. Trouble was always our middle names no matter what we did. I think it started when we gave Taylor her first really bad wedgie and we got screamed at, it was the thrill I guess because after that getting our moms to scream at us could never be funnier. One time we broke into a house that was up for sale and jumped on all the beds, our moms screamed for days. The funniest was this one time our moms were taking forever to finish talking to their friends at these soccer fields. We were so hungry and wanted to eat. Being the little crazy devils we were, it wasn't an option to walk over to our moms and politely ask if we could leave soon. So we took the keys and drove around the parking lot with the music blasting. That got their attentions real fast because the next thing we knew they were both running towards the car and screaming. I was 14 and Laura was 15. They got us back by hanging our bra's out the windows as we drove home.
I just told all those stories to no one but I guess it's cool to write this stuff down sometimes. It makes me feel okay.